Zayde’s POV
The steady rhythm of my fists slamming into the heavy bag fills the gym, sweat dripping down my temple, my muscles burning with each strike. Jack and Jason are a few feet away, running drills, their voices low but serious as they talk
“The patrol schedule is packed for the next week.”
Jack says, tossing Jason a towel.
“We have had a few reports of rogues sniffing near the southern border. Nothing too major, but it is keeping the guards on edge. Though we haven't had any vampire sightings for a while now.”
He says and Jason nods his head as he wipes his face.
“Yeah, I heard the same. But speaking of vampires …”
His eyes flick towards me.
"The guards say that Arkan keeps asking about you. You and Chloe.”
My fists pause mid-swing. The bag sways slightly before I stead
